I fiddled with my pocket knife as I headed to McDonalds. Of all the places I could go, I go to America's most iconic restaurant? Why, you ask? Because I can, alright! Anyways. I got fries. That's all. They were gone before I even got to the park, which made me sad. I sat on a bench, messing with my pocket knife as I looked around the park. I groaned inwardly. I saw the blonde hair from a mile away. Logan. My god he was popping up everywhere. He glanced at me. That made me want to shoot myself. He turned and started to walk towards me. ABORT ABORT my mind screamed. Why I didn't listen still confused me, because he said right next to me, closing my pocket knife. "Hey. Didn't know you liked visiting the park." He said with a smile. I forced a smile back. "Neither did I." We talked for a while, and I had to force myself to ask for his phone number. "Well, I have to go. You know. Family business." He finally said. I resisted the urge to strangle him. "Right." I said, standing. "Text you later." I said. We waved, and I walked, more like ran, home. I needed vodka.
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Humor"Could you be anymore insufferable?" He muttered "Oh, I can certainly try." You know the feeling when you meet the right one? Well, so does Nick. Nick Czar, an 18 year old serial killer, meets the right person on a blind date, named Logan Willis. Li...
